Everything...?
[A blatant pause. Silence ensues, and then the sound of 'clanking'. It's plastic and not metal, though.]
Vin? Vin! [Some more clanking. By this point, Ashelin is actually trying to fix her communicator. Except it's not working, so she's going to use the one the ship gave her.] Vin, come in.
[There's a sigh of absolute exasperation
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Shut the fuck up.
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Look, a light sleeper. Didn't know that was possible on a boat.
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I'm usually not. Stop making so much goddamn noise.
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[Because the problem is definitely not with her.]
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[Wait, he'd thought she wasn't here. Jak hadn't said outright, but...]
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Torn.
They got you, too.
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Looks like.
You already up to speed?
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Jak said you and I have been here before.
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[Yah, he's still going to call her that.]
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...That's Ashelin.
[She still doesn't care for him. Much.]
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Anyway, it's nice ta' hear ya' again after so many months. Been loosin' Havenites right an' left.
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[Dramatic irony, no?]
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You do not need me to tell you that you have returned. But in any case, welcome.
[Damas can't help but notice how close your reappearance was to Torn's. Two Havenites suddenly reappearing? Hardly coincidence.]
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It's Damas. Jak's really not fucking around with her. Ashelin is... on the edge of 'floored', actually.
Give her a moment. Or five.]
He said you were here. I thought he was just pulling my leg.
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[His tone is very neutral. He sometimes finds that he needs to remind to see Ashelin as her own woman, not as a daughter of the Praxis line.]
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[He said 'welcome', after all. He's right up there with the ranks of the elite. Soon they'll have jackets and decals for zoomers.]
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